Lucifyre -> RE: I'm Home. Surgery update. LONG. (8/23/2012 7:40:32 AM)
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**WARNING** This update contains a lot of whining and complaining and does not require and suggestions or solutions to the following gripes. I just am feeling the need to get some stuff out and this seems like a good place to do it. I'm not telling anyone NOT to respond, I'm just saying I know I'm feeling/acting like a tired toddler so no need to point it out LOL. ok so, I am almost 2 weeks post surgery now and I am already noticing some changes. Some are good, some are not so good. Some are temporary and some are permanent. I'm not gonna type em out in any particular order, just whatever comes to mind as I go. 1) I'm sick and tired of swallowing pills. Of all the things I could be swallowing, pills is one of least favorites. I did manage to go all day yesterday without needing pain meds at all until late at night. I only took those because I needed to mellow out so I could fall asleep, (sleeping pill too and neither helped) but I am on my second round of antibiotics this week, the new ones are fucking HORSE pills and every time I go to take one I practically choke. I hate taking any kind of meds to begin with and I've been on so many meds for the last 2 weeks I feel like a biological pharmacy. 2) Some of my swelling is noticably going down. Trouble is, the fat under my arms, which the Dr said he excised is still VERY noticable, I am terrified that he didn't take enough from there. Though I no longer have a "tube" of fat leading to an ugly udder, the fat that's left still spills over my bra strap and looks like shit. I feel like a football player...I can't put my arms down at my sides like I should be able to. We'll see what the next few weeks do and if it goes down any more, but as it is right now, I am NOT happy. 3) He had my breast drains coming out from the spot I just got done bitching about, I have big pimple looking welts at the exit site. I am worried that the one on the right may have a cyst in it since the flesh feels very hard...both of them are still really tender, every time my arms brush the area it hurts...not shooting pain hurts, but irritating hurts..he could have picked a better spot IMO. 4)Last week I couldn't poop at all...this week it seems like that's all I fuckin DO is poop. Sunday was rabbit turds, one time...now it's footballs...all fucking day. I don't know where the hell it's all coming from either since I don't really have much of an appetite. I had to FORCE myself to eat an entire dinner salad last night. In order for my new antibiotic to not make me puke, I have to choke down some grapes or something small in the mornings (OMG puking right now would just KILL me) and sometimes even that doesn't help I still feel pukey after the pills. 5) Speaking of the drains coming out...all 4 are gone now. BUT the last one to come out has now left my body with a dilema...what to do with the fluid it wasn't done getting rid of? I'll tell you what...There is a golfball size liquid cyst now sitting right at the front my my mons area. My pussy is so fat (how fat is it Luci?) My pussy is so fat I swear to god people might think I'm hiding a penis in there for later use. The skin is tender as all fuck from the pressure from under it so anything that touches it feels like a fire poker. The pressure garment I have to wear on my tummy for the next 2 more weeks sits...you guessed it, right on top of the tender part of the skin. *uugh** Oh and the top of the damn thing feels like it is crushing my ribs and they feel all bruised and sore. My boobs ARE bruised, my ribs are feeling it. 6) My belly button is refusing to heal. There is an angry red circle in the middle of my tummy that just looks all eww. I don't think the doctor left enough skin for it to be able to air out properly and heal, plus it's WAY too small even if it does heal. I don't think he can fix that either. I'm kind of pissed off that I didn't even think to discuss it with him before surgery and now I'm stuck with a tiny little belly button. These new antibiotics better fucking work...like by tomorrow. 7) I am feeling well enough that I am wanting to start going out to do things...like buy bras or go out to lunch or take a short walk...I garuntee the process of getting ready to go out anywhere (shower, dry hair, get dressed) will wear me out so any plans I make are gonna go kersplat at the front door. Can you say "Stir crazy!!" 8) I miss sleeping in the fetal position in my bed curled around my fluffy pillow. Don't get me wrong, the recliner I have been sleeping in for the last couple of weeks is super ultra comfy and stuff...but I MISS SLEEPING MY MY BED. I feel like I sleep a lot lighter in the recliner...meaning I am not feeling rested when I wake up in the morning, meaning by 2 in the afternoon I am wiped out and cranky and need a nap that I can't take because I can't get myself to fall asleep (4 days now) And, the position I have to sleep and walk is is reaking havoc on my back, My back muscles are feeling permamently tight and sore and I can't even lay on my tummy for a nice back rub to soothe it <cry> 9) I miss being touched by Mr. The first few days He was afraid He might hurt me. Now I think He is worried I'm gonna hurt Him LOL. I miss cuddeling, I miss sitting in His lap while he strokes my hair, I MISS SPANKINGS OMG OMG!!! 10) The doctor won't let me have an orgasm for at least another week. I don't really <want> one right now...haven't felt horny or anything at all...but leading from missing being touched...well...things happen dammit. So of course Mr knows how I am so he hasn't touched me at all and well...it's depressing. 11) Thankfully I haven't had any full blown depressive eposides...yet. Been there done that in the past and do not want to ever go back there. I have been feeling extremely impatient and antsy and just fucking ready to move forward...I hate being stuck in this holding pattern. Not able to make any plans because I can't predict what's going to happen even in the near future. So, I have to just <wait>...wait wait wait...fuck that. 12) My passport...Before I went and had my surgery, we all applied for our passports so Mr could take me on a cruise. Well, when Mr and I got married, I changed both my first AND my last name. At the time it was perfectly legal because it was before the laws changed due to Sept 11th terrorist attacks. It was not at the time required for me to go in front of a judge and get my name changed through the court because it was being legally changed through marraige (kind of a loophole, but legal at the time)...still with me? Ok, since the Sept 11th crap the laws have now changed. Anyone wanting to change thier FIRST name when they get married, now needs to see a judge. Only 1 time before this have I had an issue with it and that was when we moved from IL to FL and FL didn't recognize my IL drivers lisence as a legal document so I had to get bran new stuff here in FL...took some work, but they matched my SS# to both names and said "Ok, you're good" and gave me my FL drivers leisence and it's been no problem since. NOW I need a fucking passport...and you know how the US Government is...none of them understand plain fuckin English and the decision to grant or deny you whtever is being asked for is ALWAYS up to the retard at the desk your paperwork is on and if they have PMS or not. I sent in all my documents....long forms of both my birth certificate and marraige certificate a copy of my SS card...I had with me my sons birth certificate (that also has my legal name on it) and my dads death certificate (that has both mine and his names on it) to turn in but the guy taking the papers wouldn't let me send those in. So NOW I get a call from the passport people telling me...you guessed it...I gotta send more shit in. *sigh* ...idiots. K, now that I've cried a book (again) I'm gonna go see what I can find on tv to distract me for awhile because I'm now feeling like I want to hit things. Lucifyre
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